Vindicated

This morning I called the computer fixit store and was told I was welcome to come in to talk to Blake, the second-youngest fixit guy (I always trust a kid for computer stuff), who sat patiently with me and my laptop and confirmed after exhaustive and frustrating research that the new publishing program I bought to make the newsletter with is busted.  So it wasn't me and my 66-year-old brain that was the problem, it was the brand new computer software.  Whew.  Now I get to call and do battle with the company because, of course, I can't return an opened software package to Office Depot.  They very intelligently won't take them back.  Let's face it, it's just too easy to make a copy and then return the original one saying, "I don't like it" or "it won't work."  Luckily I have a much earlier version of the same program and a combination of DS and the second-youngest fixit guy helped me salvage all my work so the newsletter will be ready for sending out, as a PDF, on February 1 as promised.

That little adventure took a couple hours, then after lunch we went to see the hearing aid guy because one of Durwood's aids rotates around the little tube that goes to the ear part.  It's not supposed to do that.  Naturally it has to be sent in to be repaired which is 1/10th the cost of a new aid.  Then we went to Office Depot for him to sit in every desk chair in the store hoping to find one that's a bit more comfy than the one he sits in all the time and one that will more easily lean back for optimum chair napping.  No luck.


However in pulling into the driveway look at what I saw shining down on us.  It's two days before the second January full moon, therefore it'll be a Blue Moon AND on January 31 there'll be a total lunar eclipse.   Woohoo!  Watch it be cloudy that night.  

After supper I plunked myself down on the couch and finished sleeve #2 of the Black & Blue Shrug.  I still need to weave in all the tails and find a button for it but that's what tomorrow's for.  All that's on tomorrow's agenda is the cleaning lady's coming in the morning so there will be ample time for tail-weaving-in and button-finding.  Maybe I'll even manage to sew up one of the pairs of leggings I have cut out.  Gotta pull out my binder of serger notes so I remember how to sew knits on it.

January 29--Ganshi, Brown Pelican.  What's that old rhyme?  "A wondrous bird, the pelican, his beak can hold more than his belly can."  Something like that. That's certainly true of the pelican floating just offshore of the villa.  It's been there for at least half an hour trying to swallow an uncooperative yellowtail snapper.  Every time the pelican maneuvers the fish into position to be swallowed, the fish wriggles itself crosswise so it can't go down the bird's gullet.  They're well-matched, the fish and the bird, neither one is giving up and I get to spend a lazy afternoon in the shade watching an age-old battle between predator and prey.

Now I need to go back out into the kitchen and wash tonight's supper dishes.  Usually they go into the dishwasher but we had salmon for supper (yum!) and I don't put fish dishes in the dishwasher.  Let's just say they don't age well if it's a few days before the dishwasher runs.  Later, dudes and dudettes.
--Barbara